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• Artiste: James Marriott
• Titre: Sleeping On Trains
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Welcome aboard this service to Brighton We will be calling at- How could it be that we stopped just like that? You stole your life back We part ways I never listen Do you think of the night when you packed all my bags? She stared at the stack To locate what was missing Look what you started by ignoring all the signs You never changed, still obsessed with losing time There it goes, there it goes, there it goes Put your pride aside You’re just getting by And I’m the same life-draining man that I’ve always been Fuck being human, switch my blood for kerosene There it goes, there it goes, there it goes I’m not satisfied but I’m sleeping on a train again Point out the fault that made you want to quit I’ll cope with the shame I might deal with it For your friends who refused to cough up their goodbyes I’d see you all soon If I never lied Look what you started by ignoring all the signs You never changed, still obsessed with losing time There it goes, there it goes, there it goes Put your pride aside You’re just getting by And I’m the same life-draining man that I’ve always been Fuck being human switch my blood for kerosene There it goes, there it goes, there it goes I’m not satisfied but I’m sleeping on a train again When all is said and done You came just for the ride The next one has begun And I, and I... I’m alone on the run Until our paths collide Are you upset that I won? Oh my, oh my... Look what you started by ignoring all the signs You never changed, still obsessed with losing time There it goes, there it goes, there it goes Put your pride aside You’re just getting by And I’m the same life-draining man that I’ve always been Fuck being human switch my blood for kerosene There it goes, there it goes, there it goes I’m not satisfied but I’m sleeping on a train again